It's OK to have wealth. But keep it in your hands, not in your heart. — S. Truett Cathy Copy Share Image
“Had she ever enjoyed anything? Had every day been a struggle? Perhaps death would be a release, a rest for the weary.” — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“If she could win the respect of this one man, she would prove to herself she’d changed. That she didn’t have a… — Rachel Grant Copy Share Image
What do you do when the person who broke your heart is the only one that can put it back together? — Anonymous Copy Share Image
By the dharma is meant the heart, for there is no dharma apart from the heart. — Huangbo Xiyun Copy Share Image
“If she had troubles she must keep them to herself, and if life was difficult it would not make it easier to… — Henry James Copy Share Image
Stalking is when two people go for a long romantic walk together but only one of them knows it. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She was a warrior by day... playing her part. But she slept at night with wishes in her heart.” — Alfa H Copy Share Image
I look for the words, Professor. I look for the words because I believe that the words is the way to your… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Jill: 'I don't pay attention to politics.' Ben: 'You should. It's barely less important than your own heart beat.' Jill: 'I don't… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Religion, a mediaeval form of unreason, when combined with modern weaponry becomes a real threat to our freedoms. This religious totalitarianism has… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
An increasing number of people who lead mental lives of great intensity, people who are sensitive by nature, notice the steadily more… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
'Tis time, my friend, 'tis time! For rest the heart is aching; Days follow days in flight, and every day is taking,… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share Image
“Myrnin had been uncharacteristically quiet since they'd arrived, and she glanced over to see him frowning down at his flip-flops. He probably… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“Something, or someone, uncurled deep within her soul. A woman she barely recognized, who knew how to take what she wanted and… — Emma Hamm Copy Share Image
“In the hovering between sleep and wakefulness, lucid but dreaming, Luce's mind got away from her, and all kinds of empty shit… — Charles Frazier Copy Share Image
O poor, unthinking human heart! Error will not go away, logic and reason are slow to penetrate.We cling with both arms to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
